This is a story of home.
Inside a house filled with laughter, chaos, and too many shoes by the door, live Tay and New - two husbands who built a family bigger than they ever imagined. Together, they raise eight children, each with their own quirks, their own rooms, and their own ways of driving Papa and Phorphor half-crazy.
Most of the older kids have grown up and moved into their own condos and apartments, but this house is still their anchor - the place they return to for meals, arguments, hugs, and comfort. And then, of course, there's the youngest: little San, only four, a ball of pure sunshine and mischief, who believes the world revolves around his "Papa" and "Phorphor."
There are no villains here. No tragic separations. Only the everyday dramas of family life.
This is a story about moments.
Moments of laughter, of worry, of small fights and big hugs.
Moments where love is found not in grand gestures, but in shared breakfasts, bedtime cuddles, and the chaos of too many voices talking at once.
This is the world of Tay, New, and their children.
Not perfect, not quiet, but always - theirs.
"𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛."
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A My life with the Walter boys Fanfiction
season one & season two
written in...
3rd person perspective ★
Isaac Garcia/Walter x Fem oc
#2 in fanfiction
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The Briggs family had been friends with the Walter's ever since their oldest daughter started to walk.
This would mean all of their kids got along, right?
But that wasn't the case.
Natalie Briggs had a good relationship with the Walter kids although, it was very different feeling with the two Garcia boys.
Something about them drawled her away, which made her adventure with Isaac Garcia even more interesting.
Out of the blue, Isaac's flirty demeanor that he used on every girl was suddenly turned to Natalie, as if he wanted her attention.
It was weird, but safe to say she found this side of himself very amusing.